by J. Randal Matheny © 2015
How sad that day when none was found
To repair the breach in the gaping wall,
When no one cared enough to save
The erring people from their fall!
For God himself will soon destroy
Lying prophets, rebellious priests,
And people who love idolatrous ways,
Who cheat the poor and gorge at feasts.
They laugh at saints who try to warn,
Or spit upon the righteous souls,
Refusing to see the coming day —
God’s pouring out of the wrathful bowls.
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Much of the language in the poem echoes the Old Testament. In the first stanza, for example, there’s a reference to Ezek 22.30. The principles of judgment for our works continues to appear in the new covenant as well. Much is made of the return of Christ and the needed preparation to avoid eternal condemnation. God wants to save, always has!
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